Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Paraguay and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mars to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Sheep,
Zero Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Bourne,
Graham Central Station,
Scrapy,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Animal Collective,
Marmalade,
Donny Hathaway,
Fugazi,
Sex Pistols,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis,
Yazoo,
Adolescents,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Last Poets,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
June Days,
David Bowie,
Swell Maps,
Eric Dolphy,
Suicide,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mark Hollis,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
Faust,
Scion,
Wire,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Godley & Creme,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
48th St. Collective,
Deakin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Derrick Morgan,
Schoolly D,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Boz Scaggs,
DNA,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.